Waiting

Oct 16, 2005 07:44

I'm waiting right now, waiting for a bunch of hungover guys to roll their ass out of bed and and go hunting. It seems that everyone in the group was on a mission to punish themselvs as much as possible last night. Don't get me wrong, I drank plenty but I actually feel better this morning than I did yesterday. I'm awake and alert and ready to get a good hunt in before I have to drive 4-5 hours back to the Cities.

The hunting it pretty damn good. We stepped into the field for the first time yesterday and had 5 birds withing 200 yards. By 10:00 we were 2 away from our limit. I wish I could say that we shot our limit but we failed to get the last bird. I shot a dove though, that counts for 1/4 of a pheasant.

As such, everyone was in a celebratory mood last night. We were done and cleaned up by 4:00 which gave us plenty of time to sit around and pick our ass. Then everyone started drinking and never looked back. Chad was in his finest form ever last night. Imagine a guy that trys superhard to be "one of the guys" but end up just being a whiny bitch who's one-liners make everyone cringe. I stuck with beer all night, that saved me a lot of pain. There is one thing I've noticed in life. When undertaking two nights of heavy drinking the second morning after will never be as bad as the first morning after. I don't know if a person just drinks less or is more tolerant but it's a fact as far as I'm concerned
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